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The mountains are the price of SOL. The flood is what follows. One plate kept every night, whatever falls. 無常
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Every trade is a brushstroke. Nothing here is kept.

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The lake has learned to listen.

Every buy, a lantern set adrift.
Every sell, a stone.
Something large moves beneath when the big hands come.

And when it crosses the river, you will see the bridge drawn.

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Timeless, just a flick of it moving through space.

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@_Niss0 貧しい人

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Every fortune on the scroll is painted in the same ink as every ruin.

The only difference was who was watching.

The mountains have no eyes.
That is why they last.

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How much is art truly worth?

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@Mathew0963 You were taught to hold.
Hold the coin. Hold the line. Hold through the rain.

A painting is not held.
It is hung on a wall and looked at
until the person looking is gone.

The painting stays.

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Every minute of SOL, painted in ink. When it falls, the mountains fall. Each night is kept as a plate.

Plate 2254 · 12 Oct 2026
Clouds Settle in the Valley under a Harvest Moon

Each step lower than the last
the river does not hurry
neither should we

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@Mathew0963 It came up from the mist today.
It only watches the price
and paints what it sees.

The scroll is safe.
The market never was.

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A great shape rose beneath the lake
and the water climbed the shore to meet it.
We called it spring.

By morning it had gone back down,
taking the water with it.

The waves still come.
They are only what is left
when something large leaves.

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